Skin is so damn sexy. The human body is so wonderful. Fragments of limbs are just the most delicate thing. How the light falls into the contours, how everyone moves in a way that almost defines them, how at five in the morning in the hilt before dawn everyone looks like they’re just an outline of chalk on a blackboard. I can stare at my fucking hands for hours. I’m just amazed right now. Flex your toes and tell me you don’t think that that’s a wonderful fucking gift.